A Fool's Requiem Poem by John Thorkild Ellison

A Fool's Requiem



O God, please stop the endless flow
Of cliches from this poet's pen -
In case you didn't already know
He's fallen deep in love again! !

From far and wide throughout the land
I hear his faithful readers yawn -
Perhaps his verses should be banned,
I doubt if anyone would mourn!

It's time he pulled himself together
And took control of his roving eyes,
In rain or sun, whatever the weather
We hear his lost self-pitying cries.

Roll on the time of his dementia!
Forgive me, friends, but I need a break
From hearing about true love's adventure,
The endless tears and the poor heart's ache!

This man's obsessed with the birds and bees
And it's never done him any good,
It really seems to be a disease,
Perhaps he's dying - I wish he would! !

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